Jumpin Off Texa$

Boy I'm 'bout my dollar hate to follow I'm a leader

James up in the crowd while I'm standing on the speakers

Your ho got me fucked up talkin' like I need her

Trinidad look at the crowd and I'm like "watch out for them peoples!"

(Aw shit!) He bout to:

Jump up off the stage

Nigga I'm jumpin off the stage

I'm turnt up in this bitch, nigga, I'm jumpin' off the stage (Bitch!)

Jump up off the stage

Nigga I'm jumpin off the stage

I'm turnt up in this bitch, nigga, I'm jumpin' off the stage

Oh lord! These niggas mad!

They seen Rich Homie, then they seen 'dad!

All we get is money, all my bitches bad

Nigga you wanna fight? Then bring yo' ass!

Nigga I'm turnt up, I don't think you know me

You let us in yo' club, we tear it up, call the police!

[Sirens] Wait, fuck the po-lice! Wait, fuck the po-lice

Nigga, fuck the po-lice

Came in nigga no shirt

Left nigga with yo' ho

It's a damn shame how these hoes work

They see James and them hoes twerk

It's a damn shame how these hoes work

They see James and them hoes twerk

Buss' it, buss' it, buss' it buss' it buss' it BITCH

The crowd lookin' at me, but I don't do no jumpin'

Trinidad with me, so, that's a whole lot of money homie (Rich Homie!)

Mothafuckin' stage, big star, hol' up wait a minute'

You let the swoop charge you for the pussy

And I ain't have to pay to hit it

Stop playing with me, stand up get knocked down

I got your mothafuckin' daddy with me, hands up in that crowd

He bout to jump in he got corn with him

No legs I run with' cha

Go ahead I'll come get it

And I'm smart wanna fuck dumb bitches

Better watch out, I heard he like to jump off in the crowd

I'm the laid-back type see I might jump off on on the couch

Rollin' on that molly, wanna fuck a bitch now

By the end of this song I bet they shut this bitch down